Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kurt Wagner
Kurt Wagner
Vocals
Lambchop
Lambchop
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kurt Wagner
Kurt Wagner
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kurt Wagner
Kurt Wagner
Producer
Mark Nevers
Mark Nevers
Producer

Lyrics

We have crawled among the elements Taking pictures with a phone Carry buckets over mountains just like we used to Past a riddle in the river Catching fish with just our hands And they taste of some cool pastoral splendor And the sky opens up like candy And the wind don't know my name And the sky opens up like candy And the wind don't know my name And the warm comes back Even though you thought it would not, yeah I saw the light beyond the sunset Near a little country church And it felt a bit like Little Jimmy Dickens And the shadows disappear In a day that breathes forever And God comes and gathers up his jewels And the sky opens up like candy And the wind don't know my name And the warm comes back Even though you thought it would not, yeah
Writer(s): Kurt F. Wagner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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